The post office has raised
the postage rate again.
Now the stamp of Edgar Allan Poe
is two cents short
while the stamp of Homer Simpson
delivers full value.
Discuss, America,
discuss.

Peter Krass teaches writing at The Writers Studio in New York, where he is also a member of the Master Class with poet Philip Schultz. By day, Peter runs Petros Consulting, an editorial services firm in Brooklyn, N.Y.

This is a poem.
Not spam.
I’m not the widow
of the former Nigerian foreign minister
requesting your help
to move ten million
to an American bank.
I’m not selling penis enlargers
or pirate cable boxes.
My links won’t take you
to a hard-core site
nor phish you with
a phony eBay.
I’ve no new stocks
to trumpet,
no labor saving devices
to extol.
This is a poem.
A love poem in fact.
And I love e-mail addresses.
All ten million
that I send this to.

John Grey: Australian-born poet, U.S. resident since late seventies. Works as financial systems analyst. Recently published in Connecticut Review, Kestrel, and Writer’s Bloc with work upcoming in Pennsylvania English, Alimentum, and The Great American Poetry Show.

Every ten years or so
another trendy group
of (male) artists
try to make themselves
look like girls

This gives strength to my theory
that all women want to sleep
with other women
and the guys have found
another clever way
to sidestep this problem

J. Bruce Fuller was born in the piney woods of Louisiana, and currently lives in Lake Charles, LA, with his wife and two children. His work has appeared or is forthcoming in The Louisiana Review, Lilliput Review, and The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature. He is an M.F.A. candidate in poetry at McNeese State University.